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Major League Wonderful

 “God disguised as myriad things, and playing a game of tag, has kissed you and said, “You’re it./ I mean you’re really it. Now it does not matter what you believe or feel. For something wonderful, something major-league wonderful, is someday going to happen.”- Hafiz 

 

Poetry has the power to inspire, delight, inform and take us to places that we had never before considered going. Hafiz is one such poet whose words from ancient times speak to me in ways that tickle my soul.  Did he know at the time that the syllables he uttered, seven centuries ago, would create ripples on the pond of creation and touch so many hearts?  Do we have a clue that the creative gifts of our own souls can have that impact on those who will witness them? 

How do you allow God to play tag with you?

Are you willing to be smooched by the Divine?

What ‘major-league’ wonderful thing are you open to receiving in your life? 

I KNOW that ‘major league wonderful things’ are happening every day.  Claim them. Embrace them.

 

Hafiz was a 14th century Persian, Sufi mystical poet who wrote what I like to think of as ecstatic love poems: to, for and with God. They are multi-layered, since they are divinely and humanly devotional. A modern writer Daniel Landinsky has translated these  wondrous words  and his books:The Gift – Poems by Hafiz, The Subject Tonight is Love: 60 Wild and Sweet Poems of Hafiz, and Love Poems From God – Twelve Sacred Voices From The East And West  can be found in most book stores.

 

 

 



  • Joan

    Ah, what beauty to be blessed with poetic inspiration. Just a couple of days ago, I lay in my bed talking to God in poetry. It flowed as if I had written it with great thought. It just came from my thoughts and out of my mouth, as if it were a psalm.

  • http://www.liveinjoy.org Edie Weinstein

    Joan:
    I sense that we are all poets at heart and the Divine says “take dictation….it’s time to share the beauty that you are.” Glad you heard the call.
    Blissings,
    Edie

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